Sunday, 27 December 2009

Karmacoma


You sure you want to be with me
I've nothing to give
Won’t lie and say this lovin's best
Leave us in emotional peace
Take a walk, taste the rest
Now, taste the rest
I see you digging a hole in your neighborhood
You’re crazy but you’re lazy
No need to live in a need-to
Your troubles must be seen to seen to
Money like it's paper with faces i remember
I drink on a daily basis
Though it seldom cools my temper
It never cools my temper
Walking through the suburbs their not exactly lovers
You’re a couple, 'specially when your body’s doubled
Duplicate, then you wait for the next kuwait
Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma
You sure you want to be with me i’ve nothing to give
Take a walk take a rest taste the rest
You sure you want to be with me i’ve nothing to give
Take a walk take a rest taste the rest
Take a walk take a rest a taste of rest
Don't want to be on top of your list
Monopoly and properly kissed
We overcome in sixty seconds
With the strength we have to together
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed
When there’s trust there’ll be treats
And when we funk we'll hear beats
Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma
Deflowering my baby, i.e. my baby me
I must be crazy, see i'm swazy
Digging a hole in your neighborhood
You're crazy but you're lazy, must be lazy
Don't wanna be on top of your list
Monopoly and properly kissed
Deflowering my baby, i.e. my baby me
My baby
Deflowering my baby, i.e. my baby me
I must be crazy, you must be lazy
Karmacoma, what?, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma Karmacoma, jamaica and Roma

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